B : BOUNCING SOULS : Bouncing Souls - 1997

Текст песни East Coast! Fuck You!

You may think we're weather martyr's but snow and ice makes us rock harder punkers should be pale and pasty the pizza here is fierce and tasty East Coast! Fuck You! we go out west and play some shows then we know it's time to go. Pack the truck and head on back, New York's better and that's a fact.

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